for that second chance
for a break that would make it okay,
there's always one reason
to feel not good enough,
and its hard at the end of the day.
I need some distraction,
oh beautiful release,
memory seeps for my veins
let me be empty
and weightless and maybe
I'll find some peace tonight.
In the arms of an Angel
fly away from here,
from this dark cold hotel room
and the endlessness that you fear,
you are pulled from the wreckage,
of your silent reverie
you're in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort there.
So tired of the straight line
and everywhere you turn,
there's vultures and thieves at your back
and the storm keeps on twisting
you keep on building the lie,
that you make up for all that you lack.
It don't make no difference,
escaping one last time
it's easier to believe in this sweet madness oh
this glorious sadness that brings me to my
knees.
In the arms of an angel
fly away from here,
from this dark cold hotel room
and the endlessness that you fear.
You are pulled from the wreckage,
of your silent reverie,
your in the arms of the angels,
may you find
some comfort here...